My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Now?" I asked. What was wrong with Hendrix? He obviously wanted to torment me.

Josiah was still lying on the sofa, with dark circles that were heavier than usual. It seemed like he didn't sleep well lately. I sighed, "I'll cook and deliver it later. You can stay here tonight and rest. The guest rooms are empty, feel free to sleep in either one of them. Make sure to rest properly."

How bored was Hendrix to send his own friend on such a ridiculous errand?

Josiah nodded, perhaps out of exhaustion, he simply shut his eyes and rested on the sofa instead.

I headed to the kitchen and made some porridge. When I came out from the kitchen, Josiah was still lying on the sofa, breathing evenly. He must be fast asleep.

I alone couldn't help him to the guest room upstairs, so I went ahead and grabbed some pillows and a blanket for him.

It was already an hour later when the porridge was ready. I rushed to the hospital with the porridge and went to Hendrix's ward.

Hendrix was still awake. He was wearing a blue-striped hospital gown, his head wrapped in gauze, and several wounds on his body had also formed scabs.

He looked disarranged, yet he still was as handsome.

food container in my hand. I guessed that he was hungry, so I went and stood by his side to serve him the

just had a surgery. Doctor Saunders said that you can't eat anything else, so I cooked you porridge. Have some." I said in a

I saw him staring at me, and

his head lowered as he began to

he was a

to come all the way to me for some

the porridge, I sat at a chair nearby and

at me?" He asked, his

shut. I asked him, exhausted,

great debt to Casper, I can only return twice as much for certain things!" He was calm but

looked up at him and asked, "Do you plan to

darkened and said, "Nope.

I rubbed my chin

Hendrix had done

didn't. I glanced at the porridge in his

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